A/N: Okay, this is (sadly) the last chapter of this fic. I may write an epilogue. If I find the time. I rewrote the last few lines of chapter 11. Enjoy!
Flipping furiously through the rest of the papers, she found something that caught her eye. A small black video projector. Frowning, she opened it and pressed the play button.
An elf appeared on the screen. He had a dark red face, with mud-brown eyes and rough features. He was glaring at the screen and smoking a cigar.
"Put that out, Julius. For goodness sake, this is for your descendants!" She recognized this voice vaguely as Mr. Foaly's. It was younger, though. At least half a century.
The elf turned a slightly darker shade of red. "One, don't call me Julius, pony boy. Two, I don't have any descendants so this will go to Judith and her children if it ever gets to her. And three, you're the one who insisted I do this, so don't tell me what to do." His tones were gruff and annoyed. (If you have any of the books on tape/CD you know what I mean)
"Fine. But don't you want her children to remember you as an honorable fairy, not a black-lunged idiot? And who's Judith?"
The elf dropped the cigar onto the floor and stamped it out. "My good-for-nothing brother's daughter. Cute girl. She'll be eight this fall. She's pretty clumsy, even now."
Judith felt her heart begin to hammer against her ribcage. So this was him. This was the man who she had been reading so much about. She leaned a little closer to the screen so her nose almost touched it.
"Alright, Foaly. Lets make this quick. What do you want me to say?"
"Oh, just some stuff about yourself that they might want to know."
"Well, alright." He paused for a moment then looked directly into the camera. "Judith, if your watching this, then I'm no longer alive. I am grateful of the time I had with you, and I hope you feel the same. If you are Judith's descendent and we never met, then I am sorry for that. I am something of your great-uncle, and a Commander of the LEP. No doubt you will have heard of me." He paused again and looked away from the camera. "Now what?"
"Very nice, Commander. How about you say some more to Judith. We can always revise this thing when she has a kid."
"You could have said that before." He looked back at the camera. "Judith, sweetie, I wish I could be there. Obviously I cant. I am sorry for everything you have been through, as I'm sure you've had to go through a lot because of your father and his reputation. Just remember that no matter what happens, I'll be watching over you." He leaned close to the screen. "You can do great things if you try. I love you, Judy."
"Aw, that's sweet."
He pulled back from the screen and glared at the person filming. "Shut up, donkey boy, or I'll cut that budget of yours into a microscopic amount of gold!"
"Alright, alright, calm down. You want to say anything else?"
He glanced at the camera and gave a small smile. "No. We're set."
"Alright. Say goodbye to Judy."
He smiled wider, looking into the camera. "Goodbye, Judith."
The screen went black, and red words flashed on the screen reading End Transition.
Judith stared at the words for a long time, until the tears pouring down her cheeks had stopped. She set the projector back in the box, set the box under her bed, and fell into an uneasy sleep, his words resounding in her mind as she drifted off to her dreams.
"You can do great things if you try. I love you, Judy."
A/N: What do you think? Good? Bad? I know you probably want to kill me for ending it like this. I might write an epilogue. I just decided this would be a good ending. Anyways, please review! This is my second completed story. Let me know if you want an epilogue.